DX01: SINGULARITY 12055
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant, crystalline pillars are jutting out of the calm, pale blue surface of a liquid-methane lake, their facets reflecting the faint, pale blue light of a distant sun. The air's super still and freezing, with a heavy scent of... like, burnt offerings, and the sky above is a deep, rich indigo color. Uh, tiny, iridescent motes of light are dancing in synchronization with the rhythmic lapping of the methane against the pillars, somehow adhering to the patterns described in the Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus. A few meters from the lake's edge, an intricately carved obsidian replica of the Ma'aseh Merkavah is slowly being submerged, like it's being swallowed by the lake itself.
